Ok, so maybe it wasn't THAT bad, but at three in the morning when the sound of water pouring into your bedroom wakes you up, if feels pretty epic.
The night before last, it had been snowing most of the day and had turned to rain around 10:30. Around 3 am, I woke up to the sound of water and at first, I thought it was Ace having an accident. I sat up to get mad at him and take him out. Then I realized that: 1-Ace is a ninja pee-er, you can't hear him and he usually hides in a corner when he does it, and 2-Ace was outside for the night. Almost instantly, I knew what it was. I jumped out of bed and my feet hit ice water. I turned on the lamp which woke Bryant up and there it was, a wall of water coming out of the window. And when I say a wall of water, I don't mean a little trickle, I mean a WALL. I grabbed my phone and called my dad and Bryant grabbed some towels and started blocking up the window. We raised the blinds and it looked like a fish tank in the window well. Water and ice were halfway up the window. Bryant then ran outside where he and my dad used a bucket to bail out the window well.
Thankfully, we have tile in our room and nothing was damaged and it was pretty contained to just under the window, we must have heard the water just as it was starting to come out of the window. I had to wash all the towels right then because we used all of them up and would need them for showers the next day. We both thought it was pretty funny and it didn't take that long to clean up. The first thing Bryant said to me after it was all over was, "well, at least this will be make a good story on your blog".
We think what happened was that the rain-gutter re-directed the water to the left side of the lawn, which slopes down and where our window is, and combined with melting snow, it just filled up fast and when it got too high, the window just couldn't hold it anymore and began to leak. It filled up a bit again the next morning and Bryant had to go out and bail it out again, but since then all the water has dried up and we have not had any problems with it since.
Maybe not a flood of epic proportions, but it was definitely and adventure for us!
Oh man, my house back in PG would flood almost twice a year... we had that ditch by our house that would over flow into the downstairs bedrooms. I hate floods. The smell of soaking towls... the feel of wet tile. I'm sorry that had to happen!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad nothing got ruined though.